Lenford: Unable To Stay Calm
"H-here? It's not better than my apartment..." Len turns red as I sit him on my lap and fondle his rear, spreading his boy-pussy a little as he swallows a moan.
"I want to hear those sexy moans of yours. Straight from here," I squeezed his rear, "— to here." I pressed the fingers of my other hand against his moist lips as he blushes.
"But the car is so exposed..." Len tries to play coy, though I knew how hot he was feeling by the look of lust in his eyes.
"It's late and cold. No one would wander about at this odd hour." I slipped my hand into his shorts which I luckily grabbed at random as it accentuates the round of his adorable ass.
"I-if you say so..." Len does little to put up a fight, his heavy breathing and soft gasps filling the car as I teased him with the buttplug I had put inside him earlier.